While looking through an old scrapbook of mine I let the pages take me back through time Just an old scrapbook yellowed with age But a million old mem'ries still live on each page Memories that never will die from our first hello to our last goodbye Old souvenirs and pictures we took I'll keep them forever inside my scrapbook
I see two tickets to the high school play the note on the napkin he wrote me one day That said things he thought were too silly to say His change of address when he moved away Memories that never...
I look at the last page and can't help but cry the newspaper clippings tell how he died We planned to be married that night secretely But fate stopped my love on his way to meet me Memories that never...
